Tsuna decided that he must be extremely unlucky. That, or he must have been dropped while he was a baby. That would explain why his naive, innocent self decided to trust a stranger to bring him home when he was lost.

His mother has told him multiple times about it. But, no. He had followed the old man out of fear of being alone in the street.

Granted, he was wailing like a little kid in front of the antique shop (must be why he decided to help him, his cries was probably annoying his costumer), but that didn't mean the old man (Tsuna thinks he was old, with his white hair giving away his age) had to spoil his innocence by scaring him.

"You shouldn't have trusted random stranger to take you," The man stated after they were few blocks away from his antique shop, round glasses glinting as he stared at Tsuna.

"They could have kidnapped you, sell you, or worse..." He paused, making Tsuna shudder as the man crouched down, expression grim. "Eat you." Tsuna shrieked as realized the consequences of doing what his mom warned him not to do.

Fortunately, before Tsuna could cry again, he heard his mom shouting his name in the distance. The man noticed this and nudged him forward. "Go to your mom, child. And be careful not to get lost."

From the day onward, Tsuna stick close to his mom whenever they went out to buy groceries, never letting her out of his sight.

...

Five years later, he would look back on his eight year old self and wondered why he didn't take the advice to not wander.


Tsuna quickened his pace on the pavement, it was late in the evening and people were starting to close their shops and stalls, making the street void of life.

He cursed under his breath, he had a bad feeling about this particular day since yesterday. He couldn't pinpoint what exactly it is, but he knew something bad would happen to him if he went home late.

It was his probably subconcious, he deducted, that was getting paranoid by the recent attack on Namimori citizen. Most of them whom was found in dark alleyway, losing fair amount of blood and was close to dying had the patrolling Diciplinary Commitee not found them carelessly sleeping on the alleyway.

Tsuna shook his head, he should focus on getting home soon. He didn't want to be caught up as another victim (of what, he wasn't sure). He started to pick up the pace and run towards his home. It was ten minutes away, it shouldn't take long before he got home.

As he ran through the block, he smell a familiar stench of cherry blossom. He stopped in his tracks. It was mid July, there shouldn't be any sakura tree blooming at this month!

As much as he wanted to go to the source of the smell to sate his curiosity, he needed to get home soon, his mom was probably worried about him if he get any later than he already was.

He took a step forward before running to his home again.

He ignored the nagging he felt on the back of his head.

...

"... I'm not lost," He muttered as he stared at Momoguchi sign beside him. This store was only a block away from his home, but for some unknown reason, he had passed the building three times in a row. There's no way he would forgot the way to his own home. There's just no way that anyone would forget the path to their home especially if they've lived in it.

"Damn it, why am I so unlucky today?!" He flailed, not minding the ruckus he made because he's the only one in the street.

He decided he should calm down first before wasting his energy to run in the same direction he did earlier only to end up on the same store. Thrice.

He leaned against the brick wall, observing the street. Aside from T-junction in front of him, there shouldn't be any other junction besides the one he had passed on earlier. Therefore it was impossible to get lost on a two way street, right?

Before he could think any further, a mysterious vines had curled up on his torso, pinning him in place to stop him from detaching himself against the wall.

"What the hell?" He tried to get the vines off of him, ripping it and watched in mute horror as it wrapped tightly onto him. Another branch of vine was circling his ankles, trapping it in place.

He panicked, as he tried ripping the vines from his torso in vain, another branch appeared from the wall and wrapped itself tightly around his wrist.

"Oh, hell no." Naturally, Tsuna screamed for help. Willing for anyone, anything, to appear and help him.

His wish was answered a moment later, when a man appeared out of nowhere, coated in strange indigo mist.

"Kufufufu..." The man stalked at him, smirk evident in his pale composure. He waved his hand, and what do you know? A trident materialized! Tsuna was starting to regret his decision to sleep in the class that day, actually, he regretted coming to school. If he was at home, he would be save, away from this creeper that was less than a couple of meters away from him.

"You have alluring scent," The man informed, ignoring Tsuna as his face twisted from shock to disgust.

"Stay away from me, creeper." Tsuna hissed at the advancing male. Then, sarcastically, he added "Are you going to eat me?"

The man hummed, "As a matter of fact, yes I would love to." The male stopped in front of him. Tsuna shrieked as he realized how fucked he would be if this... continues.

So he began kicking with the only available leg, aiming for the man's shin, then aimed for the man's jewel when he failed.

Another vine materialized itself and pin his leg in place. Not willing to have himself lose to this pervert, he aimed his hand to punch the man square in the face.

Unfortunately the man caught it, and pinned his hand above his head. Tsuna shuddered. Thin layer of cold sweat had formed on the back of his neck, he could only hope anyone would went past the road and do something.

He clenched his eye shut as the man loosened his tie, exposing his neck. He whimpered as he felt the man's breath against his skin, his stomach churned as he braced himself for the inevitable.

What he didn't expect was for the man to bit on his neck, hard. Tsuna gasped. The man tilted his head away as he continued sucking on his neck, allowing more room to bite deeper.

His heart pounded against his ears. He could see the black dots starting to invade his vision. He felt light headed as the man continued on sucking his blood dry. He was aware of how cold his body was becoming, the lack of blood has made him sleepy.

With one last shaky breath, Tsuna succumbed into the darkness shortly after.

...

Mukuro detached himself from the small teen he just fed on. His red eyes glowing brightly, obviously satisfied with his prey.

He glanced at the body attached to the wall, it was a shame that he couldn't bring the boy with him. He would be a really good blood slave with his high quality blood. He hadn't encountered such quality in a few decade since he came back to the human realm.

Oh well, He shrugged, if he could find some high quality blood, he could find it again.

He lifted the illusion around the area, hearing the body fell into the hard asphalt from the lack of vines supporting its body.

Someone would have found his body eventually, it's not his problem now.


AN: Phew, this story wrote itself. I was in dire need of motivation. I haven't write in a while now and I want to get used to it. I have tons of ideas on my head but I lack the motivation to write it. Cliche vampire!story. I know. But I want to write my own for the heck of it.

I wrote this on a whim as plot cancer attacked me.

I'm not sure if I should continue this or something but, I would like to see your opinion first.

Also if anyone want to correct grammar mistakes/typo or anything, feel free to do so. Just not flame, okay?

For Tsuna's personality: I don't think he's OoC here, he was always witty in the anime, he even talked back to Reborn of all people, but after numerous of bullets he wisely kept his thought to himself.

In this story Tsuna would be more outspoken. With no bullet to harm him, he doesn't need to hold back his sarcasm, especially if he's alone.

See you in the next chapter!